⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ a continuation from this meme starter
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ mania was not used to meeting god’s of different religions , no , she mostly dealt with those of greek lineage which meant strictly greek immortals and their roman counterparts. with that being said they all knew each other , their histories. she was used to being able to simply glance at someone and know who they were without a second thought. but , with this raven locked male , the goddess found herself needing to peer into his mind to see his histories more clearly. to her , he reminded her more of hermes and dionysus combined , yet she had no clue of how much he would get under her skin.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ being that she spent most of her time in the underworld rather than interacting with the other gods and mortals , the goddess didn’t often find herself to be as disrespected as she did in this very moment. scoffing at his word’s mania’s deep blue hues landed on the male. with danger swimming in her eyes , she let out a small ‘tsk’ before speaking. ❝ it’s strange , you act so careless , especially for someone who plays pretend and has cause so much damage to your gods. while , i’ve had my immortals and believers whisper my name in fear my whole life , and yet you seem unafraid. is it your own stupidity or recklessness?❞
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ brushing her hand over her black silken gown , the goddess of madness elegantly sat down on a stone seat. ❝ you’re right about one thing , zeus requested my presence , he doesn’t trust your kind , which is why he sent a message to my keepers.❞ she mused trailing her finger over a growing grape vein, which soon withered, ❝ i suppose that must mean you’re handful , zeus doesn’t like letting me come play often , something about me lacking respect and choosing chaos far too often.❞
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ hearing his slight taunt , her blue eyes flickered almost instantly back up at the male. letting out a wicked smile , her head tilted to the side. ❝ you’re not a nordic god though , are you? with you though , i’d have my fun , i’m sure i’d be allowed to take my time. i think i’d start with your children first , after they’re all dead , especially the wolf , i’d plant little seeds in your mind so you’d think over all the scenarios as if you could have prevented it. once you’d fully gone mad and just a shell , then i’d finally cut your throat. maybe , i’d make you a sacrifice for mother or father , because then they might let me out more often. ❞ she commented with a small hum.
